Great, we're doomed now!

"This is bad! Slow down... It's too late!"

"!"

As Abudul and Bobo were talking, the small boat had already sped into a section of the protruding breakwater—

"Immortal Ripple Swift Movement!"

The immense energy of the ripples penetrated the hull and struck the water's surface, instantly creating a huge splash. Like a whale emerging from the sea, it propelled the bow of the small boat upwards, then continued upwards along the breakwater.

"Ahhh!"

"what!"

call!

At the critical moment, a figure rushed from behind, spreading out his arms like a brown bear to grab or shove the three who had lost their balance, and together they were thrown off the ship's side. Immediately afterwards, the small boat crashed straight into the bedrock.

—Bang!

puff!

The sound of falling into the water and the explosion occurred almost simultaneously.

Chapter 141 [The Silent Grim Reaper]: I am invincible!

A raging fire broke out on the dock, attracting many people to help put it out even at night, turning this usually quiet little dock into a bustling place.

Ye Shou stood at the edge of the fire, quietly watching the locals gradually bring the fire under control. Then he looked at a large piece of scrap metal on the ground, emitting wisps of smoke, his expression calm and profound.

Although Joe is known as a "vehicle killer," it doesn't mean he's bad at driving. Ye Shou doesn't think he would fall asleep while driving a boat for no reason—he's not that old yet.

Joseph's moment of unconsciousness was just right to put everyone in danger, which was undoubtedly a Stand attack!

In Ye Shou's memories, there is a Stand user who can control dreams, but the original body of [Death God 13] was just an eleven-month-old baby at the beginning of the story (Dio really has amazing abilities to find this thing as his subordinate).

Back in 1986, it probably wasn't even a liquid yet!

Moreover, even [Death God 13] requires close-range activation to pull someone into a dream – its range is only E.

The small boat was surrounded by the vast sea, with no obstacles or approaching ships in sight, and absolutely no one else within a radius of 300 meters!

That means it can only be a long-range automatic tracking type...

Because the original user is not around, this type of stand-in cannot perform very precise operations. Therefore, a "trigger condition" or "tracking mark" is usually set to make it attack automatically according to the rules, just like letting a hunting dog sniff the target's clothes.

If there was any unusual phenomenon that could be considered a "marker" at the time, Ye Shou immediately thought of radio communication and the electric shock that Er Qiao received.

But now, when he comes looking for the communication device, all he sees is a pile of junk, and he has no way to verify his hypothesis.

This should be a Stand user that has never appeared in the "original work". Ye Shou did get a few new names when he interrogated Granny Enya, but the amount of information was pitifully small compared to the detailed description in the anime.

“Death…” Ye Shou’s gaze was deep.

Dio, that guy, believes in fate. After meeting Granny Enya, that charlatan, his delusions of grandeur became even more out of control. A hundred years ago, he simply wanted to conquer the world, but now he has learned to give his subordinates code names.

He arranged these people according to the "Tarot Cards" and the "Nine Gods". The "Death" card, which corresponds to the "Death 13", has not yet been born. The one currently occupying this position is another Stand user.

Grandma Enya didn't know much about her either, but it seemed to be a stand-in related to "sleep".

Having gained nothing, Ye Shou silently left the scene and came to a corner of the dock. Bobo and his two companions, who had just climbed out of the sea, were roasting their bodies around the flames summoned by Avdel. Their clothes and skin became wrinkled and even covered with white salt stains, making them look extremely disheveled.

"So, did you find anything?"

"No, everything on the small boat is destroyed. If we want to move forward, we must contact the SPW Foundation."

"That's alright, as long as we find a place where we can make a phone call, the consortium's support personnel should have already flown into India in advance."

The two Qiaos sighed, lowered their heads and said remorsefully, "I'm sorry everyone, I could have made such a silly mistake. It not only delayed our journey, but almost caused you all trouble... Alas, it seems I'm really getting old. I can't even remember how I fell asleep."

“Mr. Joestar!” Avdol said, a little annoyed. “Don’t say that. No one can be perfect. You’re just too tired. I was really dedicated to Dio back then. My fault is much greater than yours.”

“This is different… all thanks to Ye Shou.”

Joseph sighed: "Otherwise, if this trip were to end because of a car accident—Dior would laugh himself to death, wouldn't he?"

"Don't blame yourself too much. I suspect this was an enemy dummy attack."

"A double?!" the three exclaimed in surprise. "What kind of enemy?"

"I do not know either."

Ye Shou shook his head: "The 'fate' I saw was what would happen two or three years later. Although the general direction is the same now, there are some details that even I can't say for sure."

Polnareff, do you still remember Granny Enya?

"Yes, of course. Why are you suddenly bringing her up?"

"Grandma Enya used 'bows and arrows' to create a large number of Stand users for Dio, but some people are born with Stands, just like you and Avdol."

I also obtained a lot of information about Dio's men from her, some of which wasn't even recorded in 'Fate,' and one of them particularly bothered me.

Ye Shou paused, narrowed his eyes, and slowly said, "It corresponds to one of the Tarot cards' substitutes—[Silent Death]!"

"Death...I've heard of that person!"

Abdel exclaimed in shock, "I thought it was just an urban legend from the underworld, but I never imagined that even he was one of Dio's men."

"Death? That sounds terrifying. Who is he?" Bobo said defiantly while wringing out his clothes. "But whoever he is, daring to play tricks on me like this, if I see him, he'll definitely have a few more transparent holes in his body!"

“Don’t be careless, Polnareff. In the Stands I’ve encountered before, I’ve always had the advantage in information, but this time, if the opponent is really the ‘Grim Reaper’, then I have almost no useful information.”

Ye Shou pondered for a moment, then looked at Avdol: "What kind of person is the 'Grim Reaper' you know?"

"No one has ever seen his true face. He always uses intermediaries to conduct transactions and never contacts others personally. However, some people say that he is a person with the ability to freely change his appearance, so every intermediary is actually himself."

Aboudal said in awe, "It is said that those he targets eventually go inexplicably insane and commit suicide, but no one knows how he does it."

“Going mad…” Ye Shou pondered.

Joseph Joestar seemed to be deep in thought as well: "Could it be some kind of witchcraft-like substitute? Was my momentary lapse in concentration due to a 'curse'?"

"It's hard to say."

"By the way, are we going to spend the night here?"

Seeing this, Polnareff stood up impatiently: "Alright, whoever he is, we'd better find a hotel and take a good shower now. It's important to conserve our energy when the enemy attacks, isn't it?"

“That makes sense.” Ye Shou smiled slightly. “No matter what, we don’t know where the enemy is right now. Adjusting our mindset is the most important thing. Otherwise, it would be ridiculous to just scare ourselves.”

"Then let's go to town. We're in India, so we can communicate in English, right?"

"No, Mr. Joestar, although English is the official language of India, the proportion of the population who can actually speak English fluently is not large. Other mainstream languages ​​with equal status include Hindi and the minority languages ​​recognized by each state."

We came from Sri Lanka. This should be Tamil Nadu, where only about 18% of the population speaks English; the rest speak Hindi and Tamil.

Abuder patted the salt stains off his clothes: "I speak Hindi, so I'll take care of communicating with the locals."

Perhaps it's true that having many skills is never a bad thing. This fortune teller was not only an expert in information gathering, but also quite talented in languages. And as he said, Joseph encountered obstacles everywhere when communicating in English. He couldn't understand what the locals were saying at all. Their heavy accents and confident expressions and gestures even made him wonder if his English wasn't authentic enough.

Fortunately, with Abuder by their side, the four of them eventually found a relatively clean-looking hotel in the port town.

Because there were Stand users lurking in the shadows, they split into pairs: Ye Shou and Bobo, and Avdol and Joseph Joestar, so that they could help each other in case of any problems.

"Get a good night's sleep, we have a long journey ahead tomorrow... Goodnight."

After greeting his companions, Er Qiao pushed open his door. Just then, a faint electric spark appeared between his palm and the doorknob, and the stinging sensation made him suddenly flinch.

"Hiss... Static electricity again? What bad luck today."

Er Qiao scratched his head and seemingly nonchalantly pushed the door open to enter. But as he closed the door, he "inadvertently" looked up and met Ye Shou's gaze, who was staring straight at him.

"..."

Nothing happened that night.

Everyone was initially worried about the Stand user lurking in the shadows, but nothing unusual happened until they set off the next day.

If I had to say something, it would be that Joe talked in his sleep in the middle of the night, and Avdal overheard him and made fun of him.

Then, the second and third days passed without any problems, and Ye Shou and the others successfully ventured into the Indian subcontinent. Everyone gradually began to forget the previous incident—perhaps it really was just that the two Qiaos were dozing off?

With the support of the SPW consortium along the way, they did not encounter any economic or interpersonal troubles. The trick of using money to pave the way works in any country.

Nevertheless, India's pristine natural landscape still greatly shocked Bobo, who had grown up in Marseille, France.

Incidentally, as is customary, Bobo succumbed to the allure of Indian cuisine, suffering from diarrhea five or six times in a row. Ye Shou injected him with life energy twice during this time, but he still kept getting upset... until his own immune system adapted.

From then on, the stubborn Bobo dared not say he wanted to try all the delicacies in the world, and obediently started drinking bottled water.

Two Joes didn't have any more problems. The only thing that made him a little dissatisfied was that the prosthetic limbs might have malfunctioned. The anti-static coating and other parts were severely worn, and he got an electric shock almost every day.

According to Aboudal, Joe misses his family terribly and talks about his wife and children every night. Occasionally, he even mentions men's names. The situation is worsening and is affecting his sleep quality.

So, the embarrassed and annoyed old man decided to sleep separately from Abuder.

……

In the stillness of the night, everyone was sound asleep, including Joseph, who was fast asleep in bed. Despite being in his sixties or seventies, his sleeping posture was as restless as when he was young.

The hands of the clock moved slowly, and just as the three hands coincided and pointed to twelve o'clock—

Joseph Joestar opened his eyes!

With a blank expression, Joseph straightened up, got out of bed, took a knife from his luggage, and quietly left his room to go outside Ye Shou's door.

Purple thorny vines slowly crept in from under the door, coiling around the handle and inner lock, turning it as carefully as if manipulating a claw machine in an arcade. The lock was fully opened the instant a car passed by on the street, the clanging of the mechanism perfectly masked.

He entered the room like a ghost, looked at Ye Shou sleeping peacefully on the bed, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The knife gleamed coldly in the dimly lit room, silently adjusting its angle and position. This body possessed a strength beyond its years, giving him confidence that he could kill with a single blow!

No matter what kind of Stand ability one has, the user is still made of flesh and blood. Unless one is immortal like Lord Dio, a small knife can solve the problem—I really don't know what's wrong with those failed Stand users.

The destruction of this squad begins with you, Ye Shou!

Sa—

"!"

The knife was firmly held between two fingers and could not be moved an inch. Joseph's eyes widened immediately.

"You! Ye, you!"

"Surprised?"

On the bed, Ye Shou opened his eyes and looked at the other person quietly: "I have to say, you are more patient than I imagined."

Has it been exposed?